Dugu Ji looked at Yue Zhao's peaceful sleeping face, and sighed in his heart.

Go to sleep.

Dugu Ji lowered the bed curtain, his eyes sharpened, and with a turn of footsteps, his figure had already appeared at the gate of the palace. He grabbed the Yin King's wrist and shouted, "What are you doing?" ”

"Let go of me! I'm going to gather souls for him! ”

"Are you crazy? The yin energy in the underworld is so heavy, you have the ability to disperse souls, and you are a scum above the soul gathering! Don't waste your efforts. Dugu Ji threw the Yin King's hand away directly, and the force was so great that the Yin King's entire body was thrown out.

The Yin King glared at Duguji unwillingly.

"Your calculations are good!"

Dugu Ji was faintly in a trance, looking at the expression of the Yin King, Dugu Ji always felt that something was different.

The King of Yin said, "Have you forgotten my skills? Peering into memory, I'm the best at it. ”

Dugu Ji narrowed his eyes, "My memory, you have to cultivate it for another thousand years before you can find a little corner." ”

"Proud of what?" The Yin King sneered. "Isn't it enough for me to get a glimpse of Hundred Years Ga's memory?"

Dugu asked lazily, "What do you see?" ”

"Who the hell is this Centennial Ga? Is Ye Yao merciful? The Yin King's eyes looked at Dugu Ji motionlessly.

Dugu Ji curled the corners of his lips and smiled: "If you really saw the memory of Hundred Years Jia, would you still come to ask me?" ”

Obviously, Dugu Ji saw the exploration in the eyes of the Yin King, and from the Yin King's gaze, Dugu Ji saw a strong curiosity.

The Yin King sighed, "Huh," and the Yin King also realized that he had just behaved too idiotically.

Duguji is so smart, how could he not have discovered it. The Yin King couldn't help but sigh in his heart

Dugu Ji pinched his eyebrows confidently, "Even if you look against the sky, I'm afraid you won't be able to find out the life experience of Bai Baijia's soul, right?" ”

That's the broken soul of the Hundred Years Jia, who can guess that the Hundred Years Jia is still the One Hundred Years Jia, and Ye Yaolian's body is also a hundred Years of Jia, but they are just a few pieces of the broken soul of the Hundred Years Jia. And the biggest piece of the broken soul of the hundred years of Jia...... was kept in the belly by Duguji.

As long as Dugu Ji does not dissect the soul of the hundred years of Jia from his stomach for a day, the broken soul of the hundred years of Jia will not be able to gather for a day, and then the hundred years of Jia will not be able to completely wake up for a day.

And the Yin King can only spy on the broken soul, and the broken soul has been extremely modified, and no one in the world can see through it except for that person. And the only one who has the ability to see through this trick......

Oh, there's no way he's here!

It's impossible for Duguji to let him find this place!

The Yin King looked at Duguji's face, thoughtfully, and admitted, "Actually, I can't read the old man's memory. ”

King Yin was broken by his father since he was a child, and he never called Ling'an Gongzi a father again. Ling'an's son died spontaneously, and his temples were white, and the Yin King didn't like his father, so he was called "that old man".

"You said that guy Ling'an?" Dugu Ji raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Even if you are his son, he won't allow anyone to peep at him, right?" ”

The Yin King's frowning eyebrows lowered slightly, and he smiled a little smugly. "That's why he's dead."

What the Yin King said was light and light, but Dugu Ji couldn't believe it. Dugu Ji didn't think that the Yin King would do that. And Dugu Ji felt that Ling'an Gongzi was not such an easy person to die.

It's a ghost king of the former generation, how could he be killed by the newly resurrected Yin King.

What's more, the Yin King has just been resurrected, and his soul power is not in his heyday, it is very weak, as the first ghost king, may Ling'an Gongzi have no power to fight back? Unless the son of Ling'an insists on begging for death.

Can...... Oh, if he has not avenged his revenge, how can he be willing to die!

Dugu Ji mocked in his heart, and felt funny at the smug appearance of the Yin King.

Immature!

The Yin King smiled proudly like a child, looking at Duguji's expression like a child waiting to be praised.

The Yin King waited for Duguji to revere him, but waited for Duguji's white eyes that were no different from before.

"It's too tender." Dugu Ji snorted.

"You!" The Yin King was a little angry, he was a child, and he was extremely eager to prove himself at the moment, only to see him stride forward, approaching Duguji, and said with some fanatical eyes: "I really did it!" He's dead! I was buried in a golden coffin. ”

"Golden coffin?" Dugu Ji was shocked, "Isn't that what preserves the corpse?" The holy relics of the underworld were actually ruined by Ling'an? How did you use it on him? Dugu Ji simply hated that iron could not become steel: "Since you want to kill him and kill him, what are you doing in a golden coffin for him?" Such a good thing, doesn't it smell good to me? ”

For the first time, the Yin King saw Dugu Ji talk so much. The Yin King was a little stunned by Dugu Ji's series of words, and after a while, he came back to his senses before he unconsciously took two steps back, and then said nervously: "You...... You are not mine, why should I leave you the relics of Hades? Although I am the heir of the ghost king and the prince of this generation of ghost kings, you ...... I...... You ......"

As the Yin King spoke, he began to hesitate. The Yin King couldn't help but blush. Duguji is his idol, he worships Duguji since he recovers his memory and awakens his consciousness.

Duguji is a legendary powerhouse for the Yin King. Ever since the Yin King saw the living Duguji in hell, he could no longer suppress his admiration, and he was constantly learning from Duguji all the time, eager to approach Duguji infinitely.

"Hmm." The hundred-year-old gayo on the ground woke up and broke the silence.

The Yin King ran over with an anxious face and helped Bai Baijia up, "Are you okay?" How does it feel? ”

Bai Baijia opened his eyes and saw the extraordinarily pale face of the Yin King, and he was so frightened that he stepped back, "Is it a human or a ghost?!" ”

The Yin King was a little disappointed: "It's me!" ”

Bai Baijia stared at the face of the Yin King - how could there be such a gray living face in the world, this pale appearance, I am afraid that he will be drawn blood after death. No, isn't this hell? Where is the distinction between the living and the dead? There is only the distinction between the soul and the soul!

"You are?" The fear in Bai Baijia's heart became smaller, and he asked tentatively.

Dugu on the side said very hardly: "This is His Royal Highness the Yin King." ”

As soon as the word Yin King came out, Bai Baijia slammed away the hand of the man in front of him, got up from the ground with a bone, and hurriedly ran behind Dugu Ji, shouting: "I didn't kill you!" Don't seek revenge from me! I was sent to you for a blood transfusion by an old man! It's the one who saved you! ”

Dugu Ji raised his eyebrows, the Yin King was obviously a little disappointed, and the Yin King said: "I'm not looking for revenge, and I saved you instead!" Just now your life was on the line, and it was I who returned your blood that brought you back to life. ”

No one spoke for a while, and Bai Baijia eased up in place for a while.

Bai Baijia said, "Could it be that you really saved me? But—"

Bai Baijia fell into deep thought, and then said, "But you only returned the blood that should have belonged to me, and I could have lived, because I lost blood and fell asleep because I wanted to save you." ”

Centennial has calmed down and taken out his previous state. Seeing that he was talking normally, the Yin King also breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought your brain cells were all dead, scared me to death." ”